If Congress makes good on its promise to repeal parts of Obamacare, by 2019 an estimate 2.55 million Texans would no longer have coverage, resulting in greater financial pressure on local governments, healthcare providers and the insured, according to a new public health study.

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Saturday is the opening of the second part of the divided season on ducks in the South Zone, which includes all of the coastal and adjoining counties. It could not come at a better time as conditions have changed dramatically from two weeks ago when the first part of the season closed.

It looks like Santa will be taking a different route this year. The Santa Hustle race series, known for dressing its participants in Santa hats and fluffy white beards, has developed a new course for its Galveston race, scheduled for Dec. 18.

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Today, marks a century since the passing of Nicholas Joseph Clayton, the premier architect of historic Galveston. The island wouldn't be the place it is without his legacy of talent which continues to influence building design today.

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Russian novelist Fyodor Dostoyevsky wrote that “The world will be saved by beauty,” which leads us to ask two rhetorical questions: first, does this mean that the world is lost and, second, is ugliness to blame for its condition? Rhetorical questions require no answer, but what we can see for ourselves is that in their multiple forms — artistic, personal and moral — beauty and ugliness contend for cultural supremacy. Today the general consensus among humanistic thinkers is that a “cult of ugliness” prevails.

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GATLINBURG, Tenn. (AP) — The Great Smoky Mountains National Park and the resort town of Gatlinburg, Tennessee, have reopened to the public after wildfires that caused 14 deaths and damaged about 2,500 buildings.

BISMARCK, N.D. (AP) — Two Sioux tribes suing over the Dakota Access pipeline say they're willing to put their claims on hold while the Army considers whether to allow the pipeline to cross under a Missouri River reservoir in North Dakota.

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But isn’t that the point of the flag burner? Isn’t the action of the intentional destruction of a deeply shared symbol designed to provoke a powerful reaction in others? Does the burning of the flag, an emotionally terrifying as it is to some, make the action a perfect tool to motivate and inspire discussion?

Elie Wiesel, Nobel Peace Prize winner and Holocaust survivor, died within a week of when the ugliest chapters in modern American race relations broke out — leaving five Dallas police officers dead — and proving as a society, we have yet to learn from the painful lessons of our past.

I’m sitting in the booth of a local restaurant when I find myself talking with a friend about the good work he does for the homeless. Tireless in his compassion, he and a handful of others work year around to help those who’ve dropped of the grid of society — sharing a simple brown bag meal, bottle of clean water, and a warm smile.

Faith, I realize, does not mean you will always get what you want. Rather, faith is understanding that while you may not like the immediate outcome, there may be a larger picture you are unable to see or appreciate at the moment.

This time next week we will all be living in the future. The question is, will it be any different from today? And if we wish for life to be any different from today, do we have the courage and conviction to make it so?

The other day I found myself passing through a local coffee shop. At a small table near the door sat two white-haired gentlemen — one significantly older than the other. On the wooden desk before them sat scattered papers and other reading materials.

Thanksgiving is not about a turkey dinner. No, rather today is about us giving thanks — both directly and indirectly — to those who make our lives full. It also is a time for us to give thanks for the blessings bestowed on us as well as openly share wishes for others in the world.

My childhood home, the one my father and my mother purchased years ago to raise my brother and me, is officially closed. Gone is the furniture, gone are the worn-out bicycles, gone are the old newspaper clippings saved for a long forgotten reason. Hollow rooms now echo with the slightest of footsteps.